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220 pages, ebook
First published January 22, 2015
“Damn, that’s hard to turn down. One woman may be possible to get out, but two is going to be close to hopeless,”
“They aren’t going to want to give Bailey up easily,” Cade remarked.
Bailey was tall and blond with rounded feminine curves, which were fully displayed in the little black dress she was wearing. Her golden skin showed she either spent hours lazing in the sun or in a tanning bed.
Jane was thin, and everything about her screamed nondescript. She faded into the background of the ugly couch she was curled up on. There was nothing that would make her stand out; therefore, she wouldn’t pose any of the problems her more attractive sister would in getting her out.
“That one will be easier to get out.” Cade tapped the photograph of Jane.
Cade’s mouth curled. “Let me guess; she’s not her daughter.” “No. I had Jane during my first marriage. Her mother raised her, and I was allowed to spend too little time with her.
“Montgomery?” Cade’s voice halted Benedict’s departure. “Which one?”
“If I can only get one out alive, which one do you want it to be?”
“Bailey.
“Stay away from him, Jane. Teresa doesn’t even like it when I talk to him. She gets angry if she thinks you’re trying to make a play for him.”
“Oh, my God.” T.A.’ s mouth dropped open. “She went after that stupid bitch, didn’t she?”
“Don’t say that!” Sex Piston ordered. “She is strong. Who is the one we depend on when we need shit done? She’s always there for us.”
“You the bitch who’s always putting Fat Louise down?” Crazy Bitch asked.
“I know you’re the reason Fat Louise took off after that stuck-up daughter of yours. She told me you were pulling a guilt trip on her, and I told her she should shove a fucking foot up your ass. If something happens to her, you’re not going to miss that daughter of yours, because I’m going to send you there in a fucking casket.”
“You let Fat Louise’s mom and that bitch of a wife treat her like shit. If anything happens to her, that bitch won’t be the only one I come after.”
She saw Teresa sitting at a table with Cade.
“What?” Before she could say anything else, his mouth slammed down on hers.
“Why am I not surprised he picked Teresa?” Jorge’s sarcastic comment had Jane’s blood boiling.
It was over an hour before Teresa returned to the bar, shooting her a triumphant look, which she ignored.
Cade was standing in the bedroom doorway, putting on his T-shirt. Jane turned bright red. Teresa must have brought him upstairs using the back steps and had left him in her bed when she returned downstairs.
Raul was standing over the helpless woman removing his pants, Jane saw more of her brother-in law than she ever wanted to see, he had a tattoo of two pistols framing his cock. Jane felt like scrubbing her eyeballs to remove the picture from her mind.
The one Raul was raping must have been giving him too much trouble, because the guard was holding her down for him.
“Do you always have to be such an ass?” “Yeah.”
“Why should we help you?” Train’s smart-ass remark didn’t surprise her. His wounded male pride was still stinging from her disappointment of his lackluster sexual performance.
Cade stared down at Jane in the morning light, fighting back the surge of protectiveness he felt for the woman.
Cade felt guilty, and he didn’t want to feel that way. He wanted to get rid of the women and get back to Martina. He promised himself a week in bed with her for the trouble this job had cost him.
Bailey screamed as she stepped over the body of the man Cade had just killed.
“I had a happy marriage before you showed up! You can fucking die for all I care.” Bailey lowered her head to the rock and cried.
Cade and Bailey were sitting next to each other by the pond talking. Jane had seen that look on women’s faces too many times not to know what it meant. Her sister was attracted to Cade. She was looking up at him beneath lowered lashes, smiling at him flirtatiously.
Cade made no pretense of not watching, and Jane couldn’t blame him. Her sister had large breasts and a small waist that flared out to curvy hips. She had shaved her pussy, which highlighted her long, golden legs. Bailey had not had anything to do for the last few weeks except sunbathe while her family worried about her.
“You look like you need to gain ten pounds.”
“Bailey doesn’t seem to be having any trouble with her weight,” Cade remarked. “No, she doesn’t.”
She didn’t stand a chance against her sister’s more obvious flirtation, though.
Cade and Bailey were plastered together, with him giving her the same passionate kiss he had once given to Jane, except the one he was giving Bailey looked real.
When she came back to the camp, Cade was still sitting next to Bailey, her hand lying intimately on his thigh.
“That’s right. I am. And I’m fed up with you two. Both of you need to quit worrying about who’s going to get inside my pants instead of getting our asses out of here alive!”
“I don’t even mind taking both of you up on your invitations, but you’ll have to wait until we’re in a hotel where I don’t have to worry about being sneaked up on by drug runners while taking a piece of pussy.”
“Wait, Cade. Don’t forget you promised me dinner when we got back,” Bailey stopped him. “I remember. I’ll meet you downstairs tonight at eight,” he said, going out the door.
Killyama, Sex Piston, T.A., and Crazy Bitch were her sisters. They were all she was ever going to need.
The problem was in deciding which one of the brothers she was going to fuck and give her virginity to.
“But don’t worry, I won’t be trying to get your attention like the rest of the bitches out there. I don’t share dick with my sister.”
“My dick hasn’t been near your sister.” Jane frowned. “Don’t lie. I saw her coming out of your hotel room when I came back from looking for the both of you at the restaurant.”
Turning his back to the room, he wrapped his arms around the blond, pulling her close for a kiss, hoping his dick would stand up and take notice.
“You never learn, do you, Demie?” Sex Piston snarled at the woman who was turning a sickly shade of green.
“I haven’t touched Stud, and Cade doesn’t belong to you.” “No, he doesn’t, but he does to Fat Louise.” “No, he doesn’t. Let’s go, Sex Piston.” Jane tried to pull her friend away.
“Let me save you the trouble, Cade. We fucked, and now you want something new. No hard feelings.”
Cade shrugged. “Late night.” “I saw the empty bottle of Tequila when you went to your room with Gina. Between you and the bitches, I can’t keep enough Tequila in stock.” Stud studied him out of the corner of his eye.
“Gina still hanging around the club?” “Yeah, brother, she’s still there.” “Problem solved.” “She might be a little tired. I left her sleeping in my bed,” Cade told him, wondering if he had fucked the man’s woman.
“Sure,” Stud laughed, setting his beer down on the worktable. “Way you’ve been hitting the sheets with every bitch in the club, you can’t blame Fat Louise for getting her some, too.”
“She was pregnant? Who…?” “It doesn’t matter who the father was. He didn’t care about her any more than you do. Get out!”
“It was mine, wasn’t it?” he asked Stud hoarsely. “Yeah, brother, it was your kid.”
“Every morning, when I woke up with a different woman next to me, I intended to get on my bike and leave town, just like I’ve left every other place I’ve stopped in. But I couldn’t this time, because I would be leaving you behind.
“No. I’m not going to give you another chance to hurt me. If we do this, it’s going to be what it is— just sex,” Jane said, the words stripping her soul away. “Leave town when you want. Do what you want. I’m not going to expect a damn thing from you, Cade.”
“Get a condom. I’m not fucking you without one.”
“What did you think? That I’d lie here and let you fuck me all night like you did the other bitches in the club? No, thank you. I need to go get the girls their beers.”
She couldn’t forgive how he had been with other women in the clubhouse after his night with her, nor had he regained her trust.
“Did you use a condom with her?” Jane shrieked at him. “Yes. I haven’t fucked anyone but you without a condom.” “Thank God I made you use one after that one night.”
“Hell, you were fucking Demie the night she lost her kid.”



